RP: Alastor and Marlene Who: Alastor Moody and Marlene McKinnon Where: Hogwarts' Infirmary When: Saturday, 16 October, 2025 Summary: Alastor checks on Marlene after leaving the Ministry.
Alastor stayed at the Ministry long enough to see what had become of the MLE offices and to get a start on organising those Aurors and Hit Wizards able to report at 11:00. Leaving instructions as well as directions to report to him at Hogwarts if anything came up that needed his attention, he left a couple he recognised from those on his security staff in charge for the afternoon and returned to the school. Until Marlene was able to be moved to her family's estate, he was staying there.
They'd put the most severely injured from the battle into the emergency infirmary they'd set-up in the towers, it being the closest and most well-stocked medical facility open to them. So, Alastor was quiet as he moved through the floor, not wanting to disturb any of the patients or the worried loved ones sitting at their sides. He tried not to think about the fact they were there because they'd followed him. Doing what had to be done was fine and dandy, but it was a rare man who could be totally unaffected by the mantle or leadership.
Alastor was not that man.
Reaching Marlene's bedside, he pulled a chair closer and sat down. One hand reached for hers, which he brought to his lips. It wasn't supposed to be her lying in that bed. If one of them had to be injured, it should have been him. Still keeping her hand between both of his, he rested his arms on the bed and just watched her in silence. She was likely to be in and out for awhile and he didn't want to wake her if she was sleeping. He just wanted to be there when she woke up.